How High?

How high shall we fly?
before we return
to a world in which
it never seems
that we belong

and if we dare
to reach the sky
must we really land again
or might we find a way?

to stay adrift
even as our spirit lifts
its wings in answer
to the ever present prayers
of our containment
seeking only to be free

How high? they ask
and spirit answers now:
Until the very skies
become our home . . .


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